"Ga...Gao." With the constant urging, Yi Ye Zhiqiu and Ning Caichen rode their stolen horses and galloped quickly under the setting sun.

Looking at the clouds dyed red by the sunset, Ning Caichen asked Ye Zhiqiu, who was running side by side, and said, "Zhiqiu, have we taken the wrong path? We have been running for several hours, why haven't we seen the team of Pudu Cihang?"

"Stop talking nonsense. Guobei County has only one official road that can walk on a large group of people. If he doesn't walk from here, can he fly over?" Yi Ye Zhiqiu said, slapped the seated horse twice and rushed out.

"Namo, Namo, Namo, Ami, Ami, Ami, Dhabu, Dhabu...!" After the sunset, just as both of them were running impatiently, with the solemn sound of chanting scriptures, more than twenty maids holding flower baskets and flags appeared in the sight of Ning Caichen and the others, surrounding a magic rack carved with peacock patterns.

Listening to the chanting of scriptures in his ears, Yiye Zhiqiu grabbed the horse, then turned to Ning Caichen beside him and said, "These monks have such strong Buddha light! It seems that this person sitting on the Dharma rack should be Cihang!" After saying this, Yiye Zhiqiu flew off the horse without waiting for Ning Caichen to answer and stopped in front of the team.

"Sir Fazhe, wait and go, I have something to say." Yiye Zhiqiu stopped the team and shouted loudly inside.

"Namo Amitabha. Who are you, donor, and why do you want to stop me from the strait?" As the stopping team, a sound of majestic and peacefulness came from the peacock straits covered with gauze around him.

"Ah! You are the one who protects the country and protects the law, right?" Yi Ye Zhiqiu said, bypassing the maids on both sides and heading towards the Dharma rack.

"I came here to ask for your help. My name is Yiye Zhiqiu. It's a wizard! The scholar beside me is named Ning Caichen. His wife was captured by the old demon of the Black Mountain to be a concubine. So we want to ask you for your help and save his wife from the underworld." Yiye Zhiqiu said, pointing to her side.

"Hey! Where is the scholar!" As he looked at his fingers, he found that there was still Ning Caichen beside him.

"I'm here! Come and save me quickly. This horse is disobedient and he will not let me get off!" Ning Caichen, who was holding the horse's neck tightly with both hands, desperately controlling the horse who seemed very impatient, trying not to let himself be thrown down.

Yiye Zhiqiu looked at the two mounts that were constantly kicking their hooves and seemed very annoyed, and said to herself strangely, "This horse was fine just now, why did it become like this when it comes! It's so strange!"

Ning Caichen looked at Yi Ye Zhiqiu who looked curious and shouted helplessly, "Save me first! This horse seems to be frightened, and now it is out of control!"

"It's really useless, a scholar! I can't handle a horse!" Yi Ye Zhiqiu complained, then wrote twice in his hand, and pointed at the horse that was constantly kicking his hooves.

"Certainly"

"Come down, I've already stopped the horse." Yiye Zhiqiu waved to Ning Caichen.

"Stop it!" Ning Caichen looked at the horse that was not moving. After waiting for a while, he made sure that they really couldn't move, he turned over and ran to Yiye Zhiqiu's side.

Looking at Ning Caichen beside him, Yi Ye Zhiqiu said loudly to Pudu Cihang's location; "Fa Zhang is his wife, who was captured by the old demon of Heishan Mountain and was caught in the underworld."

"It's not my wife, it's my sweetheart!" Ning Caichen pulled the corner of Ye Zhiqiu's clothes and said in a low voice.

"It's all the same!" Yi Ye Zhiqiu said casually, then asked Pudu Cihang; "That Dharma, the underworld is full of crisis. So we want to ask you to express your compassion and help us to save his wife!"

"All things have causes and effects, and this is the cycle of heaven and law. I have also heard of the Black Mountain Ghost King in this underworld. You must know that he is not a person who is easy to talk to!" In the Dharma frame, Pudu Cihang put his palms together and said with sympathy for the heaven and the others.

Listening to Pudu Cihang's words, Ning Caichen knelt on the ground and begged, "Master, we also know that the underworld is unusual. But I beg you to show your compassion and help us! We really have no other way!"

Looking at Ning Caichen, who was in a scholarly manner, Pudu Cihang in the Dharma rack, licked his lips and smiled, "Everything has a cause and effect, don't force it. You are here just right now, I'm going to use dinner!"

"Eat supper!" Yiye Zhiqiu touched his stomach and asked happily, "What a coincidence! We didn't eat either. If the master doesn't mind, let's talk with the master." After saying this, Yiye Zhiqiu looked at the maids on both sides and said with a smile to Pudu Cihang. "Hehe, Master, you are a monk! I think the master won't mind either. If you say what you eat later, then let's eat with you."

Pudu Cihang looked at Ning Caichen with a tender skin and tender flesh, and said with a laughing and strong Ye Zhiqiu, squinting his eyes and smiling, "Of course it's to eat...!"

"Who!" Cihang Pudu, halfway through speaking, suddenly turned around and looked forward.

Seeing Cihang's appearance, Yiye Zhiqiu and Ning Caichen couldn't help but look up.

After a shout of "Go...", three fast horses appeared in everyone's sight.

"Xu" rushed to the front of the leg, and the three of them pulled the horse rope and stopped in front of the team.

"Zhiqiu is not good. It's them! Why are they here so soon!" Looking at the three people walking off the horse, Ning Caichen's face changed and he said to Yiye Zhiqiu in a low voice.

"Don't be afraid, we'll just watch the show aside. With me here, they dare not do anything to you." Yi Ye Zhiqiu said, pulling Ning Caichen aside and using those maids to block in front of him and Ning Caichen.

Looking at the team in front of him, Zuo Qianhu got off the horse and walked a few steps before the magic frame. Looking at the magic frame in front of him, Zuo Qianhu shook his cloak, knelt down on one knee, clasped his fists and said, "Xiaoguan Jinyiwei Zuo Qianhu, Zuo Ling. Pay a visit to Master Fazhang, protecting the country."

Looking at Zuo Qianhu who was kneeling in front of him, Cihang Pudu's eyes flashed with doubt and asked, "Zuo Qianhu, aren't you escorting the imperial prisoner? Why are you here to come to me?"

Zuo Qianhu looked at Qin Hui and the others standing outside, looked up and explained to Fajia, "My Lord Fazhang, I found out that Qin was not a treacherous minister and a rioter, but a loyal and righteous man, and had no intention of treason. So I brought Fu Tianchou this time and wanted to ask Fazhang to preside over justice and smash the conspiracy of those treacherous ministers and aggravated the party."

After hearing Zuo Qianhu's words, a cold light flashed in Pudu Cihang's eyes. However, unlike the expression in his eyes, Pudu Cihang's mouth said with sympathy and pity on others; "In today's world, there are too many people who do not distinguish right from wrong, and the cause and effect are difficult to understand. These people are dissatisfied with the court, but they do not know the sufferings of the court. Therefore, this trip to this law is to calm the public's grievances and resolve the crisis. Good, good!"

When Zuo Qianhu heard this, he felt that Pudu Cihang had been moved by him, and a hint of joy flashed across his face. Zuo Qianhu nodded slightly to Qin Hui and the others in the distance, then clasped his fists and bowed, and said, "Thank you for your compassion! Save all living beings."

"Namo, Namo, Namo, Ami, Ami, Dhabu, Dhabu...!" With the sound of the Sanskrit, the maids on both sides of the Dharma rack sprinkled flowers from the flower basket and threw them at the Dharma rack.

"Welcome to Master Fa Zhang!" With the neat words, the maids wearing black crowns and blue robes on both sides sprinkled flowers in their hands, and all fell to the ground in front of the position of the Dharma rack.

Among the many maids, and the increasingly heavier Sanskrit sound in their ears, a monk who could not tell his age, wearing a cockscomb and a white monk's rooster robe slowly walked out of the Dharma rack.
Chapter completed!